Minseok doesn't really like girls, but sadly, girls like Minseok.

Give it a lonely coffee shop visit and a girl to flirt with him, and in his books it only equals pain.

Thankfully there's a more than attractive waiter that can get him out of this kerfuffle.

And maybe, just maybe a little farther.

... It got to the point where he was desperately looking for someone, anyone to help, her not even noticing the way he was looking around the room, too focused on well, her own wants. It must have only been a few minutes, but it felt like a lifetime and damn, he really needed his coffee right now.

Then he saw his order coming out, and hope blossomed in his chest in the form of a waiter around the same age as him.

“Help me.” he mouthed desperately, the two already having eye contact.

The waiter looked around, “Me?” he mouthed back, gesturing to himself.

“Please,” Minseok mouthed back, nodding.

The waiter looked at him curiously, not quite understanding whilst he needed help. He then took a closer look, noticing how the customer looked very… uncomfortable with this girl draped around him.

“Are you-“ he begun to mouth, Minseok cutting him off by a shake of his head. He made a slight grabbing motion with his hands, before shaking his head once again and pulling a face.

The waiter laughed, and Minseok frowned until the waiter nodded, grinning.

He’d never had to do this before, but it was all customer service. He held up a finger before running back, and Minseok wanted to cry because why did he just run back to the counter? and sighing because it seemed like he’d never get this girl away from him.  

“Hey babe."